Date: Sun, 2 Nov 2008 12:20:56 -0800 (PST)
From: Chaos Wolf
Subject: All American Kitsune Part 2
Disclaimer: The following is an erotic story of a homosexual nature. Please
do not read if you are a minor or if it is illegal where you live to do
so. Remember to think smart to play smart. Use protection. This is the
continuation of All American Kitsune. If this sounds like something you
want to read, be my guest and read. If it is not, go back and look for
another story to read.
All American Kitsune Chapter 2
I was sleeping peacefully when I heard the radio turn on. For a brief
second, I forgot where I was and who I had my arms wrapped
around. Uncertainty paved the way for pleasantness. My arm was wrapped
around Zack's bare torso, my crotch up against his butt. The radio was
broadcasting the news. He soon started to wake up. He turned to me and
blinked at me. He yelped and fell out of the bed startled. I asked, "You
all right?" Zack got up and said, "You scared me." I chuckled, "Scared?" He
replied, "One doesn't usually wake up to find a fox's head in front of my
face."
I groaned and lay in the bed looking up. I then turned to look at him as he
turned off the radio saying, "Well, I went to bed looking like
this. Besides it's not like you didn't know. You saw me like this for hours
before going to bed." He went up to me caressed the side of my face and
kissed my furry forehead, "You're right. It's going to take some getting
used to, that's all." I cheerfully quipped as I got out of the bed, "That's
the spirit."
We both went to the bathroom and washed up a bit. The plan was to go to the
gym first thing in the morning and work out. We would then come back to
Zack's, have a modest breakfast and then hang out at the mall or maybe see
a movie. Overall, the entire day after working out was a blank slate.
I started to put on my gym clothes when Zack asked, "You're not going
looking like that bud, are ya?" I replied, "Oh, you're right." The vulpine
features morphed back into my normal Japanese features. I finished putting
on the clothes and we were off to the gym.
We worked up a sweat for an hour and a half using all sorts of machines. By
the end we were very sweating and aching to get back to take a bath. Since
no one was in the house, we started to take off our clothes as soon as Zack
closed the door to his house. We walked up the stairs passing the linen
closet. He handed me a towel and took one for himself.
We've taken showers together, but that was because we were on the wrestling
team so this was different. He turned on the warm water and we stepped
inside the shower. I started to take the body wash, but he stopped me and
took the bottle instead. I thought that wasn't nice, but a second later, I
found out why he did it. He took me into his arms, both of us facing the
same direction and started to lather me up. I leaned back into his embrace
and let him do what he wanted. He started with my chest and then moved to
my arms and legs. I then felt him starting to lather my cock. Under the
circumstances, it didn't take long to inflate and get rock hard. He
lavished a lot of attention to cleaning my manhood. I wondered if he was
going to make me cum, but all he did was rinse me off. He proceeded to wash
my hair. My dick disappointed, it became flaccid again. He then rinsed off
my hair. It was then my turn to wash him going through the same motions as
he did. Zack then turned off the water and stepped out. There was a glimmer
in his eyes as we dried each other off. We placed the towels in the basket
and went back to his room.
We still hadn't had breakfast yet and my stomach was rumbling. I knew that
we were most likely going to fool around before leaving, but geez I'm
hungry. He took my hand and led me into the kitchen. I asked, "Aren't we
going to get dressed?" He laughed, "Aw, come on. It's just the two of us."
I followed him downstairs back to the kitchen. "Sit down, let me cook for
you." He took a couple of eggs and a mixture of sausage, peppers, and
onions putting them in a skillet. He warmed tortillas and placed them on a
separate plate. He came to the dining room with a platter of scrambled eggs
all fixed up and a plate of tortillas. He went back to the kitchen and came
back with a jar of picante sauce. He asked, "Want juice or milk?" I asked,
"Milk. Got any chocolate sauce?" He came back with the milk jug and a
bottle of chocolate sauce. I filled my cup full of milk and added the
chocolate sauce, stirring it in making it all nice and brown. Zack chose to
drink pineapple juice. We made tacos and ate them. There was enough for two
for each of us. Afterwards, we washed the dishes, dried them off and placed
them away.
We rushed upstairs to get dressed to get our day underway. I put on my
underwear, jean shorts and then a t-shirt bearing the logo of the city's
Japanese-American Community Center where I worked last summer, but hadn't
tucked it in. It was a little job and didn't pay much, but it kept me
busy. I channeled my transformation ability and my fox tail blossomed from
my shorts. However, the rest of me stayed human. Zack had a dumbfounded
look on his face and I asked, "What?" He said, "Are you sure you want that
thing hanging out?" I pointed to my crotch and mockingly replied, "At least
I'm not having what's inside hang out." He looked at it, wanting in his
eyes. He then looked back up at my face as he shrugged his shoulders, "You
got a point there. So what do you want to do?"
I replied, "I dunno. Want to make out?" He didn't respond verbally, but
responded nonetheless. He held me and pulled me back to the bed. He placed
his lips on mine and our tongues began to dance. His hands slipped into the
back of my shorts and caressed the bare skin of my butt and moved to where
my tail attached to the rest of my body, his fingers moving from skin to
fur. His touch sent shivers down my spine and I began to moan, my boner
pressing into him. We frolicked on his bed for several minutes when we
realized that time was going by and just couldn't think of staying inside
on a pleasant day such as this.
We composed ourselves by tucking in our shirts and tried to decide where we
wanted to go. Riverside Plaza was an open air mall. Since Riverside is the
city's district of alternative lifestyles, my tail wouldn't be too out of
place. They had a good selection of stores and eateries. Plus, they had a
huge anime store called Otakingdom. They had videos, manga, music CDs,
accessories, and even a small food section full of foodstuffs from
Japan. There was also the Galleria. It had pretty much the same stores as
Riverside Plaza, but had more stores, an ice rink, a merry-go-round, and a
movie theater. One downside was that it didn't have an anime store. A few
months ago, it did have one called Anime Dome, but it's closed now. We
couldn't decide, but Zack said, "We still have to take the bus into
town. We can decide then."
While both of us can drive, we had decided beforehand to take the bus. We
walked a few blocks to the main street and waited at the bus stop. A
wizened old man looked at my face and then looked down at the tail
protruding from my ass. Unfortunately, it chose to move a little at the
instant he looked at it. He grimaced slightly appalled and muttered, "Kids
these days." When the bus came, we let her go first. We took our S Pass
Cards and tapped the reader and when the green light showed that money was
deducted from the card, we headed to the back and sat down. I held my tail
and laid it besides me so I wouldn't sit on top of it. Zack still seemed
worried about it being out for the entire world to see, but most people
just glanced at it a brief second and moved on with their business.
Twenty minutes later, we made it downtown. We again discussed where to
go. Zack said, "Well you know we could go to Riverside Plaza for a bit, get
a bite to eat and then take a bus from there to the Galleria, watch a movie
and then take the rail back and take a bus back home." I countered, "Or we
could do the opposite. I'm not hungry now, but give me a couple of hours
more." Zack replied, "No problem bud. A couple of hours can breeze by at
Riverside Plaza."
We walked to the library and waited at the stop at the corner. We rode the
bus by Bass Park and eventually we arrived at the Plaza.
As I've said before, Riverside is known as the gay district. The street
that the bus went down on formed the last street of the plaza and the first
street in an area filled with clubs and bars. The annual pride parade goes
down this street and as such, there were many eateries on both sides
providing fabulous viewing space. The Plaza itself is family friendly
especially during the day. We got off and started looking around.
The weather was pleasant as we walked around. My tail didn't go unnoticed
and some kids beamed at it thinking it was cool. We made Otakingdom our
first stop.
There was Gary behind the counter as usual. Here was a lanky guy with a
thin moustache and round glasses. He looked nerdy, but he ran track in high
school. While we knew he had contacts, he liked wearing glasses because it
made him look more distinguished. He worked here during the weekends while
going to college. He knew plenty of stuff from various subject
matters. There have been a couple of times when Zack and I have believed
him to be some type of savant, but we've never asked him how come he knew a
lot. Some weeks ago, it came to my attention that he was studying
Japanese. He opened his mouth and started speaking it, welcoming us to the
store. It was an improvement over last time. I said in English, "Getting
better Gary." I turned to Zack and whispered, "If you knew Japanese too, it
could be our special language. We could talk dirty to each other and no
one's the wiser." We both started to giggle.
Gary said to us before we could move away, "Guys, you know Halloween is
just a few weeks away. We got a fresh shipment of clothes and other stuff
that cosplayers would give an arm and a leg for. Look around. Cool tail by
the way Matt."
Zack asked, "Yea Daisuke, what are we going to do? You know we have to turn
in pictures of our costume to the Dean the end of next week and we still
haven't decided what we're going to be. Mom's been bugging me about
it. `Don't wait until the last minute Zachary.'"
For most years our costumes complemented each other because our mothers
knew we were best friends and wanted the costumes to go together. In
Kindergarten for example, they made crayons out of us. I was purple and
Zack was green. A couple of years later, we were a couple of penguins.
I thanked Gary for the complement as we followed Gary's suggestion and
rummaged through the clothes. They would give us an idea for sure. I was
looking aimlessly because I doubted we could find something in here that we
could actually use. Zack tugged at my sleeve and exclaimed silently, "Matt,
take a look at this!" I turned around and asked, "What?" He said, "Tell me
I'm not dreaming. You know what this is and how much it is?"
I looked at what he was holding. It was a red jacket. Not just any jacket,
but a reproduction of Kaneda's jacket from the anime movie Akira and it was
priced for 50 dollars. I have the film and see it about once a week on
Saturdays. In fact, I had brought it over for us to watch. I overanalyzed
it, making sure that was that it was as close to the real thing as
possible. Every detail was correct: the colors were accurate, and the
capsule on the back was tilted the right way. Everything was sized
correctly compared to the rest of everything creating one harmonious
jacket. Since Akira was animated, there wasn't a good way to judge was type
of material it was supposed to be, so my criteria couldn't be based on how
accurate the feel of the jacket was to the movie. I was left with how
useful the jacket could be beyond just being a Halloween prop. Our hands
ran over the material on the inside and the outside like it was our bare
bodies. I said, "That's it! We could go as Kaneda and Tetsuo." He looked at
me and said, "Yea, but who's going to be who?" I replied, "Good question."
We had to take our relative sizes into account.
Gary came up behind us and resolved the problem for us. He said, "This one
should work. Try it on." I wore it first and then Zack. It was quite
comfortable enough for the both of us. Gary said, "Want me to ring it up
now?" I said, "Give us a second." He went back to the counter as I took out
my wallet and he did too. We had plenty of money, but now we could only eat
or go see a movie. Certainly, not both now. Zack said, "We can decide at
home which character to be. We've got plenty of movies between the two of
us."
We took the jacket to the counter and pooled our money together to purchase
the jacket. We went from there and headed another store: this time to check
to see if they had any new videos or music. They didn't have any, but we
liked going to that particular store because they have a wonderful
selection. Chances were that if I couldn't find it somewhere else, I'd find
it there.
We browsed the half-price bookstore to see if they had any rare gems and by
the time we got out, my stomach was starting to rumble. I turned to Zack
and said, "Wanna catch a bite to eat?" Zack replied, "Sure. No problem. How
about hamburgers?" It wasn't my first choice. I'd have gone for a nice
sandwich at the deli, but a hamburger was like a sandwich. I replied, "All
right." We both knew were the best place to have them.
As we made our way, I heard a barking sound, a rather annoying one. I
turned a saw a female Welsh Corgi. It was barking quite furiously at me. It
was a little thing as all dogs of that type usually are, but something made
me afraid of the thing. It was jumping up and down on its hind legs. The
little girl holding the dog pleaded, "Quiet Cinnamon. Behave girl!" Zack
whispered loudly, "Dude, what's wrong!" I was speechless for a second and
he exclaimed, "Shit!" The woman next to her, presumably her mother, clasped
her hands on the girl's ears and led them away as Zack pulled me into a
store that sold scented candles and potpourri. I started to calm down once
the dog was out of sight. I said, "What was that all about?" Zack said,
"Look at your hands bro." I held them up. They were fox paws. They were
slowly losing their human shape as fur started to spread from them. Zack,
good friend that he was, was blocking the view of the other people and
grinning goofy. I calmed myself down and they became human hands again.
We headed out of the store and continued our way. Zack was very
concerned. "Did you mean to do that?" I said, "No and I didn't even know I
was changing. All I felt was panic and the need to run away." He rubbed my
shoulder, gave me a hug with a slight peck on the cheek, "I'm here for you,
you know. Now let's go get a bite to eat."
In the middle of the Plaza, there is a gorgeous fountain and within viewing
distance, there's this 50's style diner. Best place in the Plaza to have
burgers when you don't want fast food. Some of the patrons looked at me or
rather at the tail I was sporting, but they went back to whatever they were
doing as we were seated.
We sat there for awhile; talking about what movie back home we could see
when a waiter came up. "Can I get you guys anything to drink?" We both said
at the same time, "Root Beer." He then left to go get the drinks.
I said, "Ready for that Biology exam coming up?" Zack said, "You mean the
one the week after this coming week?" I said, "Yes. That one." He said,
"Still some things I'm shaky on. We should do a study session." I agreed,
"Sure, but just the two of us?" Zack said, "Yes, but oh. I see what you
mean. You mean..." The waiter came back and gave us an empty mug and two
bottles of root beer. He took off the bottlecaps for us and said, "So, what
can I get for you two?" I said, "I'll have the cheeseburger basket,
medium-well with everything." Zack said, "The same, but I want mine
medium". The waiter wrote these things and headed back. I said, "You were
saying?"
Zack sighed and kept his voice low, "I think you mean that if it's just the
two of us, there's going to be little to no studying and we'll act naughty
instead." I nodded and said, "We should get another guy to study with
us. Plus we need to decide where to study." Zack said, "We'll you're place
is better since you have that guest room with a table in the middle where
three can comfortably sit." I said, "True, but who should we bring over?"
Zack pondered for a minute and said, "What about Terry?" I said, "That's a
good idea. Let's ask him on Monday."
Terrence Arcadia, was a great guy. He had jet black hair, like mine when I
choose not to have it be fox fur, parted in the middle. Like Zack, I had
known him for years. In this case, we had known each other since we started
school. I knew that he was an orphan raised by this professor of
anthropology and archeology and his wife. He didn't have the same last name
as them. The professor was a kindly older man was the curator at the city's
museum. Terry was a nice and quiet person, thinking deep thoughts. His main
hobby was playing the guitar. He was good looking and had a round face.
The burgers came and I took the bottle of ketchup and only put a little. I
don't like too much, otherwise I don't taste the fries. Zack on the other
hand loves ketchup and almost always puts more than I do. I took a big bite
and savored the taste. I love burgers so much, but there was a little
nagging voice in my head to watch what I eat and that I needed to work out
because of what I've had the past few days. For right now, I just needed to
enjoy myself after probably the most important week in my life. We finished
the burgers and Zack said, "Want dessert?" I thought about it and I said,
"Want to share?" Zack said, "No problem. How about a chocolate shake?" I
said, "All right." When the waiter came back, he ordered one with two
straws.
A few minutes later, the waiter brought back a chocolate shake with whipped
cream and a cherry on top. He laid out two straws and we put them in and
put our mouths to them and began to suck. Our eyes locked as we began to
empty the glass. I was getting a hardon from drinking the shake. The
naughty corners of my subconscious thinking I was sucking cock. We finished
the shake and paid for our meal and headed home to Zack's.
He locked the door behind us and he headed to the living room. He held me
tight and laid me on the couch. I stared at his crotch and it twitched in
his jeans. With a smile, he grinded his hips into mine, kissing me
intently. I grabbed his butt and pulled him closer to me. I buried my face
in the denim and snuggled it with my nose. I looked up at Zack and he
winked at me. I reached forward and unzipped his jeans. I took his dick and
guided it to my mouth. He gripped my shoulders as I began to blow him. He
didn't fuck my face nor make any noise, he was just there silently
observing me do my thing. I twirled my tongue around his cockhead while
milking his balls. I then moved on to flicking his slit with my tongue and
running my hand through his blond pubic hair. I was desperate for him to
cum in my mouth, but I didn't know if he wanted to drag out the pleasure or
not. I decided to go for it. I gripped the head with my mouth and left
enough room on his tool for my hand. I jacked him while running my tongue
around and around like a nice big ice cream cone.
His cock started to throb as a quiet groan escaped from Zack's mouth and
instantly best buddy cream gushed into my eager mouth. It shot several
times and then stopped. I took him out of my mouth and squeezed as much as
I could until he was empty. I smiled as I swallowed his juice. I wiped my
mouth and I said, "You know what?" Zack asked, "What?" I grinned, "When we
shared that chocolate shake, I got a raging boner in my shorts." He
exclaimed, "You too?" We both looked at each other goofily and laughed
about it. Who ever heard of getting hard drinking shakes? Zack reached
between my legs and said, "Geez, you're so stiff." I told him, "Hungry for
some sushi?"
He looked at my crotch hungrily, then at my face, and lastly at the tail
hanging off the couch. He said, "I have a better idea." I looked at him
dumbfounded. A better idea? What did Zack have in mind? I grinned, "Oh?" He
nodded, "Uh huh." He then whispered into my ear. Ooh, that did sound like a
good idea. He got off of me so I could stand up. He sat on the couch while
I stood in front of him taking my clothes off. He was mesmerized by the
whole act as I took my time. Soon I was naked. He looked at my dick
forlornly for a couple of seconds. I knew that it wasn't because he was
eager to suck me, but because he wished that he was uncut like me. I
remember he told me once.
His idea was for me to change my body. I was happy to do it for him. The
fox fur spread from the tail resting on my bare ass, invading all areas of
my body. My hands and feet became padded, ending in claws. My ears became
pointed and migrated to the top of my head while my nose and mouth pushed
out forming a snout.
With the changes finished he approached me and we wrapped our arms around
each other. He placed his lips on mine and we began to kiss. His mouth
opened allowing my tongue to enter. We kissed for a bit and then he lowered
himself, feeling my furry body every step of the way. Zack pulled me to the
couch He sat down while I was in front of him as he stroked my sheath, the
fur sliding forward and back over my canine cock. His pace quickened as his
lips gripped it beginning to suck earnestly. The base of my dick soon
swelled forming my knot. He paused briefly to run his fingers around it and
squeeze it gently. Zack's mouth moved back and forth on my foxhood stopping
at the knot. He placed his left hand behind it and with his right, began to
milk my furry nuts.
He was so intent on making me happy; it seemed that nothing else
mattered. The pressure grew, I couldn't hold back. I was shooting any
moment. My hips drew forward and my knot pushed into his mouth. My dick
started to spasm, kitsune cum flooding his mouth.
A couple of minutes later, the knot subsided allowing my dick to leave his
mouth. He caught his breath and exclaimed, "Wow! I didn't know sucking a
kitsune could be so hot." I laughed, "Dude, until last week, we didn't know
they could exist." My dick became flaccid again, it retreating back into
the sheath. I put my clothes back on and we headed back upstairs.
The rest of the day moved on lazily, we played a couple of games and then
ate grilled chicken with mashed potatoes and green beans for dinner while
watching an action flick called "Ballad of Fallen Angels". After the movie
it was getting late so we ended the night by watching the news in Zack's
bed in each others arms. Once it ended, we went to sleep, our last night
together this weekend.
The morning proceeded kind of quickly because Zack's parents were coming
home that morning and my parents were expecting me to return before
noon. We even showed together again, but didn't prolong it like last
time. I went back to my human self as we got dressed and had a light
breakfast of oatmeal.
Before Zack showed me out the door, he gave me a good bye kiss. Just like
last time, it was very arousing and absorbing. We didn't break the kiss
until we heard a car pull up. We broke the kiss instantly and Zack opened
the door. As his parents got out of the car, I said, "See you Monday!" Zack
said the same thing back to me. As I passed his parents, I said to them,
"Good morning." They said the same thing to me as I headed back home across
the street.
The rest of Sunday passed slowly, going to the grocery store, cleaning the
house, among other things. I don't like Sundays because they are mostly
boring. Sometimes when I get bored like this, occasionally I'll unzip my
pants take my dick out and start playing with myself. The day passed
without any incident and it became Monday.
One week after my dormant kitsune genes surfaced, the school week was upon
me again, but at least this time, there were no jitters. The day proceeded
in typical fashion. Zack and I took the opportunity to ask Terry if he
wanted to study with us at my place at lunchtime.
Zack and I took our lunches and sat by Terry. I said, "Last Saturday, Zack
and I were talking and we wanted to know if you wanted to study with us for
the upcoming Biology exam, Terry said, "Study? With the two of you?" He
thought about it a moment and replied, "Sure. No problem. The more the
merrier. Where do you guys want to study?" Zack replied, "Daisuke's
place. You remember how to get there?" Terry said, "Of course I do even
though it's been several years. When?" We spent the rest of lunch talking
about when. Zack and I had wrestling matches or practice while Terry had
debate. We finally settled on Friday evening.
The days progressed and our mothers were getting our costumes ready. We had
agreed that Zack would go as Kaneda and I would be Tetsuo from the later
part of the movie after he gets nutty.
Thursday evening, we tried out our costumes together and looked in the
mirror. We looked great as our mothers congratulated each other on a job
well done. They took a picture of the two of us and then the individual
pictures we needed for the dean.
In the morning, we headed to Dean Bailey's office. He looked up from
business section of the newspaper and asked, "What can I do for you
gentlemen?" Zack said, "Here are the pictures for Halloween sir." He took
the pictures of us and looked at them. The rules were that we had to submit
pictures of the back, front, as well as sides to make absolutely sure that
the costume of choice was appropriate. He studied them for a few minutes
and then said, "No problem with these." He gave back the pictures and Zack
put them back in their folder securely so they wouldn't get bent. He bid us
good day and we headed off to class.
The rest of the day wasn't too bad. My mind was on tonight's study date, if
one could call it that. True, I could have studied by myself, but it's a
lot nicer when there's someone else. It provides someone to talk to about
areas that one might be weak in and it's great to help others.
As soon as I got home that Friday, I began to tidy up my room and make it
more conducive to studying. I picked up a little stuff here and a little
stuff there and moved the desk I use for homework closer to the middle. Mom
knew that my friends and I would be studying and she said that she was
ordering pizza for us. Zack, Terry, and I had agreed that we'd have
pizza. My desk was big enough and pizza seemed the least complicated. I
placed my books and notebook out on the bed. I looked at the clock. Any
minute they were supposed to come over. I headed downstairs to wait for
them.
The first to arrive was Terry. We were starting to turn around when Zack
ran up the driveway. My head peeked into the living room and said to my
mom, "Me and my friends are going to go on up." She said, "All right. Try
not to stay up too late but if you three do, they might as well spend the
night and sleep in the guest room. If it gets to be ten o'clock, they'll
have to call." I replied, "All right."
The three of us headed up to my room so I could get my things before
heading to the guest room to study. Zack had been there plenty of times,
but Terry hadn't been in there in years so it was as if he was just
discovering the room. There was the Hinomaru, the flag of Japan, hanging
above the head of my bed. It served as a constant reminder of where I cam
from. There were the pictures on my bookshelf: one with me and my parents,
another with my immediate family, a third taken when my parents and I went
to Japan several years ago to visit distant relatives on my father's side
of the family, and a fourth with me and a third cousin of mine named
Kazu. As the next oldest cousin in this extended family, he's a few years
older than me. Although I haven't seen him in person since then, we do
communicate regularly. I wouldn't admit it to anyone, but I think he's a
hottie.
I got my things and we headed down the hall to the guest room. It was a
bare room; it only had a twin bed, a closet that stored seldom used stuff,
and the aforementioned table. Zack turned on the light on for me and we
began to study earnestly for the upcoming Biology exam. Before we knew it,
there was a knock on the door. It was my mother with the pizza box in one
hand, a bag of soda bottles in the other. Terry cleared the desk. I thanked
my mother and placed the goods on the table.
We decided to take our time eating. Why rush ourselves? About thirty
minutes later, with an empty pizza box and empty bottles, we resumed
studying again. The orange evening sky paved the way for the night. There
was no clock in the room, so this was our only indication to the passage of
time besides our watches. Another knock on the door interrupted our
thoughts and discussions. My mother appeared dressed for bed. She asked,
"Planning on staying up more?" I said, "We still have a lot of ground to
cover." She said, "All right, but you three take a break so you two can
call your parents and let them know you're staying here the night. While
they went downstairs to make their calls, I went back to my room and put on
clothes to sleep in. By habit, I put on my custom made ones and I didn't
realize it until Zack and Terry rejoined me in to study. They received
permission to spend the night. I wasn't too surprised. Zack lives across
the street and stays over regularly while Terry's adoptive father doesn't
like him being out so late and he lived farther away.
I looked at my watch and said, "Guys, it's after midnight. Let's call it a
day and get ready. My parents are probably asleep, so we have to be quiet."
We all washed up to get ready for bed and returned to the guestroom to put
our stuff away and wind down. I went to the closet and got out a sleeping
bag. I said, "One of you takes the bed, the other uses the bag." Zack took
his clothes off, but kept his boxers on. Terry on the other hand stripped
to just his t-shirt. We kept our voices low throughout. If it was just Zack
and I, there'd be no room for the guest room and would have slept in my bed
with me, but we had Terry to consider. I was going to head back to my room
with them to decide who slept in what when Terry spoke up.
Sitting on the bed, he said, "Can I tell you guys something and promise not
to laugh or be mad or anything such as that? A secret?" Was he coming out
of the closet or what? If he was, Zack and I might as well come out too. He
said, "Lately, I can't help but feel something's going to happen, something
strange." Zack said, "Really? I can't tell. Seems to be ordinary school
stuff happening. Are you talking about our upcoming match against Frazer
Prep?" Terry shook his head, "Nothing as mundane as that. I don't know how
to describe it really." I tilted my head and tried to make sense out of
what our friend was saying. The more I heard, the more it made sense. There
were times when I too felt that way. I said, "I think I know what you
mean." Zack's eyes got big and said, "You understand all this." I replied,
"I dunno, but he seems serious."
Terry then said, "I've recently gotten a vibe from you two, especially you
Matt. I hope you don't think I'm being too nosy, but are you two guys, you
know..." I looked at Zack and he blushed saying, "Might as well come
clean." We knew we could trust Terry. I said, "We're gay." It was the first
time I actually said it about myself. Zack added, "We've kissed each other
and have sucked each other." Terry nodded and said, "Cool." It was more
than that. I could see a tent forming in Terry's underwear. There was then
silence. I looked at Zack rubbing the material over his hardened member. I
looked down and could see that I too was aroused. Terry crept in closer to
us and said, "By the way, what's with that hole in your shorts above your
butt?" Could he handle it, could he handle the fact that I'm a kitsune? I
said, "I'm a kitsune." He said, "Come again?" Zack said, "He can become a
fox, one very attractive fox." I said, "See?"
I then changed my form just like that without any effort. Terry's eyes
widened. It's a lot to absorb in such a little time. I asked, "Well, what
do you think?" He pointed to my crotch and asked, "Is that thing human?" I
answered, "No. Wanna see?"
Terry got up on his feet and took off his shirt. There wasn't a need to
hide his chest beneath a shirt because there was nothing to be ashamed
of. He said, "I have something like that." I saw the same look in his eyes,
the same look I made when I was trying to bring out the fox within
out. White wings sprouted from his back fast like a snapping
mousetrap. Zack looked at me and at Terry and said, "Why do I have to be
the ordinary one? Do those things really work?" Terry said, "Yea. Sadly, I
just get to fly every so often when my folks and I take vacations out to
places in the middle of nowhere. At least you can claim you're wearing a
costume Matt." I felt sad for him, he must feel cooped up. Speaking of
which, we were still sporting boners.
Terry reached to one of the wings and winced as he plucked a couple of his
feathers. "Here, these make it feel good." He took out his dick and started
playing with it. With only that, we took out ours as well. Terry could
plainly see that my dick wasn't human-shaped.
He took one of the feathers and stroked my dick with it. He said, "See?" I
nodded in delight. It felt ticklish, but awesome. Zack took a feather and
while stroking with his right hand he used his left to brush the cockhead
with the feather. All three of us lounged around masturbating using the
feathers to heighten the pleasure.
Terry was farther along than we were and he cummed first. He wings flexed
has he made that first shot. It landed in front of us and was joined by
several more spurts.
Zack sat next to me. We clutched each others cocks and stroked them facing
them to their owners. We jizzed at the same time all three of us sighed in
relief.
The three of us helped clean up so that there'd be no evidence of us doing
this deed. Terry said, "You guys can keep the feathers. I don't need
them. I get a fresh set every time I grow my wings. I might as well get rid
of them so I can get to sleep. He made the same look again and the wings
dissolved into nothing like the bubbles in a soda can. The separated
feathers remained with us. I said, "Might as well turn in for the night."
We composed ourselves and after Zack turned off the light as Terry got in
the sleeping bag, I quietly said, "See you guys in the morning" and headed
back to my room.
I felt happy, not because I got to beat my meat with my best friends, but
because I found out that there was someone else out there like me. I didn't
have to be alone in that sense anymore.
Copyright/Trademark info: Kaneda and Tetsuo are from an anime film called
Akira produced by Ryohei Suzuki and Shunzo Kato. It was based on the manga
of the same name written by Katsuhiro Otomo. These characters were created
by him, not me.
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